The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
Keep on going and the chances are you will stumble on something, perhaps when you are least expecting it. I have never heard of anyone stumbling on something sitting down.
Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.
If you don't know where you are going, you will probably end up somewhere else.
Equal opportunity means everyone will have a fair chance at being incompetent.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
My mother loved children -- she would have given anything if I had been one.